Mythical Beginnings
In the beginning, there were four creations, Fae, the makers, Demons, the destroyers and Hunters, the enforcers. The three different creatures shared room with the last creation, Humans, who in their entirety seemed purposeless to the other creations.
The Fae arguably had the most purpose in the world. They spun their delicate magic which created nature and brought life to the planet, the direct opposite to the demons who’s magic was used to destroy. Yet the Fae were just as uncaring for the very life they created, seeking joy in watching the demons destroy it and amusement in the Hunters futile attempts to destroy the Demons in return. The Hunters, who’s main purpose was to stop the demons seemed indifferent for the life the demons were destroying, seemingly all that drove the Hunters was the eradication of the demonic, if anything they were merely playing a continuous game of cat and mouse with the Demons, the Hunters saw no real reason to eradicate them yet simultaneously the Hunters felt the urge to do so.
It was Humans who found the Fae’s magic so wonderfully amazing, it was their complex emotion above that of its counterparts that allowed them to do so. The Fae whom should have loved the Humans for their appreciation hated them for this, seeing it as fickle and ridiculous, whilst the Demons saw this emotion of Humans as a weakness in design that they happily took advantage of and the Hunters who had merely done nothing but kill till then had had a different reaction to the Humans emotions, they fell deeply and truly enamoured with the species.
The Humans, to them, which seemed entirely useless at first, appeared to have more purpose than the very Hunters themselves. This revelation caused the first spark, it felt like a tingling sensation, that grew larger and larger the more they watched the Humans until the Hunters themselves felt it, not like they ever had before, emotion above the superficial which began in tears, tears which were the result of crying due to the beauty of a sunset. For the first time the Hunters could justify their slaughter of all that is demonic, their reason, which they decided is to protect, not just protect the Fae’s beautiful magic, but the Humans the magic is most loved by and eventually the Hunters found themselves more similar to the humans who had originally seemed so pointless as they themselves had learnt the full complexity of emotion.
Sadly, It was only the Hunters who felt this, the Fae who could be thanked for the beauty of nature, could not follow in the same footsteps as the Hunters. For instead they decided to learn the behaviours of the Demons, growing more cold and heartless as time passed, causing one to wonder why they still spin their magic, despite their utter distaste for it.